Congruent: (adj) in agreement or harmony
I enjoy life so much that I would not mind if it were eternal–as long as I could maintain my choices.
There are very few things that disturb me.
Being overweight is an inconvenience.
Having trouble with my knees is a little bit of fussiness.
Getting honked at for pulling out in traffic does give me a temporary flash-back to young, impetuous bitterness.
But normally, I am just pleased to not punch.
It is a juncture in history when wise souls will find reasons to be congruent with one another.
I am a little bit exhausted by having people around me choose up sides and feel they are better than me because they take stands–either left or right, conservative or liberal, God or the devil, and humus or salsa.
I’m looking for reasons to be reasonable.
I’m looking for joy to be joyful.
I’m looking at people as possible friends.
I’m looking to Earth to be my teacher, and to Heaven for my grace.
I am not an optimist.
I am a pragmatist who has packed an extra bologna sandwich for someone I might meet.
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